The Spirit Of the West(Completed)

Chapter Six

I blink my eyes a few times before looking around the room.I try to sit up but the pain from my leg and from the bullet wounds maxed that idea out.I look forward and see Eight eyes.Two red,four blue,and two grey.Black hair ran down the middle of my face,covering my lips.I look at my wrist and see seaweed and blue specks of ocean water wrapped around it.I bite my lip,piercing the delicate skin with my new canines.I run fingers under my left cheek and feel a dime sized tear drop,cold against my warm skin."It really happened didn't it.That just happened."I mumble.Seras walks over to me and holds me to her."Yes.Its all over now."She mumbled.I yank the covers off the bed grab my boots with spurs on them and run."Sean!"Yelled Integra.

I stopped running till I came to a bar called Red and White Cross.I sit at the bar tears in my eyes.

I'm a monster

"Ma'am care for a vodka?"Asked the bartender."Fire blast."I mumble.He nods and prepares the drink.I haven't drunk any liquor since I was seventeen an I knew I shouldn't be drinking but I need a glass or two.A man sits beside me."Red Wine."Said the male who belonged to the man in red,he's the one who saved me."Your not a monster you know."He said."How would you know,I'm a killer,one who preys on the humans,one who is ridden for their speed one who is killed for murder."I state angered.The glass was set in front of me.With slow movements I tip the glass back,pay the bill and walk out of the bar.The man in red follows me.I shove him against the building wall."What could you possibly want?"I ask."Your not a monster,your a human girl one who is kind and has a strong noble heart."He said back,softer.I roll my eyes and turn around to walk away but he grabs my wrists like he did when he knocked he gun out of my hands a few nights ago."Sean Wendy Kendricks."He said.I stop fighting his grip."One person knows me by that name.Alucard?"I question.He nods.He holds me to his chest."Yes Sean,it's me."

"Sean,your alright."Said Integra who hugged me.It felt so uncomfortable being hugged like a child.After loosing my parents at age Ten.Pain from my leg seeped in again,but I bit my lip.Seras seemed to now I was hurting so she draped my arm over her shoulder and helped me inside.